Eamon found my old Feelix the Bear, circa 1985, maybe? He begged to take it home from Grammy and Grampy's and then proceeded to love on it nonstop for a couple days. He renamed him "Silly" and dragged him around everywhere. He took him out to lunch with us (complete with his own chair and pizza scraps) and generally kept him as a constant companion. I don't think we've had an "imaginary" friend around here since Colin had Bananahead a handful of years back. It's nice to have an extra friend in the house!